Meeting The Milkmare

Three days had passed since Nate met reunited with his best friend. Just as he had said, Wes stepped onto the train heading towards Trottingham soon after that day. Nate spent the last few days going to restaurants, bars and a movie, which was a whole other experience for him on its own. But, Nate couldn't stress how lonely he felt being a human. Of course, his hotel was designed for humans, but every time he left it felt as if he was a minority, which he was.

His head slammed against the window, losing his train of thought. Nate sits on a train with his head against the window. Luna's moon was shinning through it as he was just beginning to doze off, and rain was pattering at the window, while he had his head resting against it. It took a stressed second for the pain to take place, but it shortly faded after he rubbed it with his hand.

He looked around the cart, there were about ten chairs on each side, but only a handful of ponies taking them up. Most of them were sleeping like him, but there were two in particular who weren't. A stallion and a filly, who he assumed was his daughter. He was trying to put her too sleep, but she wasn't cooperating. At least she wasn't being annoying and whining about it, as Nate thought.

I could never be a dad. He thought. The train rambled and rumbled over the tracks, but the rain snapped furiously at the metal walls, and the white noise eventually put him back to sleep.

The loud ring of the bell woke him up, only half awake, however. The sun was rising over the mountains, leaving the lower part of the sky a bright orange. The second bell brought him back to consciousness, and snapped his trance.

"Third and final call!" The conductor announced.

Third call? Shit.. Nate thought, grasping the handle of his suitcase tightly, and racing through room 3, 2, and 1, and hastily leaped off the train. He was now in Trottingham.

Wes gave Nate a note which hastily had his address scribbled down on it. When he looked up, he was caught off guard. Before him, stood a giant palace decked in stone, steel, and glass. A first he thought it was even bigger than the one in Canterlot, but he soon realized that this one was much closer to him than that one. Though, he had to admit, he liked the look of this one better. It was more simplistic, which is what he liked about it. He had heard a variety of things before coming to Equestria about the towns all disagreeing on the design of the castle since it was the capitol of Equestria, and they wanted to do something special for it.

He started to walk down a brick lane, picking up a map at a stand. This map also had an entire layout of Equestria, but on the other side was of Trottingham. From a bird's eye it looked like a small, 18th century village. It was similar the the architecture of Canterlot as he walked down the road. Straw roofs, and a stone base that was lined with wood. In the twilight, the windows were dimly lit a dark shade of gold. Smoke flowed out of all of the homes and buildings in unison.

When walking, he came across a market place set up with a bunch of booths crammed around a brick cul-de-sac, which was around a spouting fountain. He remembered Wes saying something about a market place, so at least he wasn't following the already horrible directions horribly.

He was getting closer, as he got to the last bit of directions. It was telling him to go down one of the branches of roads that led yet more cabins and homes. Now he only had a few houses to walk past, and eventually, he walked up the wood path which was described briefly on the note.

He reached out to the old looking door, but before it made contact, it flung open, welcoming him in.

"Been waiting for you." He said, smiling his classic grin, with a big space between his front teeth.

"Mhmm." Nate said, walking into the home. He knew Wes all too well, so he didn't have to waste his time on manners. It wasn't an incredible home, but it was certainly a cozy one. Wood was roasting on the fireplace in the living room. It looked as if it would be a nice place that he'd like to stay at. "Where's your marefriend?"

"She doesn't live here, yet." Wes retorted.

"Doesn't she...?" He said, grinning. Changing the subject, "Come to think of it, how long have you been up?

"Time is one thing that we have in abundance here in Trottingham. The job pays me a lot because I'm a human, and Trottingham seems to be a big part of human integration, so they want to send a good message, I guess."

"So there must be a lot of humans here?"

"Well, more than most of the towns, but still not that many residents." He said, before starting to walk into the kitchen. "Anyway, you must be starving. I made something for myself a while ago, but I can cook up something else."

With a smile, Nate said. "Nah, you don't have to waste your energy, do you have any cereal?"

"Sure, oatmeal is extremely popular here." He said, getting out a pack and a carton of milk. There was a picture on the carton with a bottle of milk, and two wings, or feathers, or something to the left and right of it. He shook the bag open and into the bowl, and poured milk over it, then sat down at the table.

"Thanks," Nate said.

"Mhmm." Said his friend, walking over to a computer desk. "So anyway... I'm going on a... date today. I guess you could tag along if you want. But I don't want to make you feel like a third wheel, so I could ask Sugar if she wanted her friend to come with us."

"Her name is Sugar? Cute."

"Sugar Blossom." He said. Clearly he wasn't too confident about this topic.

"Sure, I'll come with you. What's her friend's name?"

"Her name is Milky Way. You'll know her the second you see her." He said, smiling, as he began to rub the fine hairs on his chin, the computer glowed white off of his face. "In fact she brewed up that milk for you." He said, pointing the the carton.

Why had pony names have to be so, incredibly adorable? "Really?" Nate had always been used to the processed shit over at his home world. Even they made sure their milk was made to perfection? Equestria just kept getting better and better.

"Mhmm." After a brief moment of silence, Wes got out of the chair. The volume of the chair squeaking on the tile annoyed Nate way more than it should have. "I have to go pick up some things. You can turn on the TV over there." He said, putting on a coat and creaking the door open.

His bowl was nearly empty, and he couldn't eat another bite. Not because he was full, but because he hated oatmeal in large quantities. He deposited it into the sink, but was too lazy to clean it off. Standing there awkwardly, he decided on what to do. To kill time, he went over to his friend's computer to see what he was doing.

Wow, I didn't know that Wes was into that kind of stuff. He thought, scrolling through the porn in his history. Either his marefriend didn't come over that much, or she didn't care. He closed the tab, and looked at the only window left open. It was a news article with the headline, "Equestrian Annual Council will take place in Spring."

Equestrian's Annual Council has held Equestria together for centuries. Each year, all of the heads of the towns and cities around Equestria get together to discuss topics, disputes, and issues. The meetings have always been supervised by Princesses Celestia and Luna, who also provide insights from previous meetings. Even from ones centuries, even millennia ago. The council has been announced to take place in Spring. Without a doubt, the meeting will talk about humans, their relationships with ponies, and tourists, even blending in their cultures.

The rest of the piece was either boring or pointless.

Stay tuned for more news.

Nate erased all evidence that he
used Wes' computer. Then he got up and plopped down on the couch in front of the television. Forgetting to turn it on, he got up once more to turn it on. Next to two analogue knobs, was a big red button, which he pressed. The TV buzzed briefly with static, then figures formed on the screen, with a big C121 in the top right corner of the screen. He turned the knob to something he could tolerate.

After about half an hour, Wes came back with two paper bags full of groceries and began unpacking them into the fridge.

"I spoke to Sugar, she said she would ask Milky if she'd want to come." Wes announced.

So apparently I no longer have a choice about going. "That's great." Nate responded. "When do I get to meet them?"

Looking over at the clock, it was still early. Yet the sun was beaming in the sky. Well, we planned to go during the night, probably around eight."

"Where were you going, anyway?"

"I know a little place. You'll like it." Said Wes before a moment of silence while he finished unloading the groceries. "Anyway, you could just hang around here for a while, or we could go somewhere if you want."

"I need a cup of coffee, you got a Pinkie's brew in Trottingham?"

After coffee, they took a walk through the park. This time, they could see the full palace directly in front of them, heavily guarded of course. But the park was beautiful. It was made on a 2x6 grid, with a fountain in the center of each square, and a brick sidewalk around the perimeter of each one.

"So you could work here." Wes said.

"I really don't get what makes you so confident in me." Nate said back, trying to shrug it off. He didn't intend to make any long term arrangements in Equestria at this point. "I'm telling you, I'll get rejected on the spot."

"You promised that you'd give it a chance."

I didn't promise... Did I? Maybe the cider made me a bit dizzy at the time... "Whatever, can we just go back home?"

"Mhmm..."

Only a few minutes til they went out. They killed some time by watching more TV, surfing through the internet, reading new rage-comics they haven't seen yet, the kind of stuff that they used to do for fun.

"Hey, you might want to take a shower and throw something else on. That T-shirt looks like it's been through hell." Said Wes, out of the blue.

Looking down at his white T-shirt, it wasn't that dirty, aside from the small coffee stain that he put on it earlier. "Oh, okay." He went into the restroom, picking up a red and white striped golf shirt and brown cargo pants on his way there.

Wes made sure the door was completely shut, and the shower was turned on. Now that he had time, he got up, out of the chair and walked over to a paper bag that he hadn't thrown away. He pulled out a small, soft, black box and tucked it into his pocket.

The shower woke Nate up better than any coffee could, which was great since he was feeling tired all day due to the rough sleep on the train.

After a few minutes of washing, he got out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror. He combed his wet hair up with his fingers, toweled off, and slipped into his clothes. He borrowed a puff of Wes' cologne. What are you doing? You have nobody to impress. He thought.

He went out into the living room, and saw Wes staring at him, tapping his shoe against to floor furiously. "You making a fucking lake in there? Let's go!"

Wes always got angry when he was eager for something. Nate loved seeing this side of him, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He followed him out the door, feeling the cold, night air against his still moist skin sent shivers to him.

They passed several pubs, and stores. Most of the stores fascinated Nate, others made him question why anybody- er, pony would need something like that, for example, horn scrubs.

Eventually, Wes stopped in front of him. "Here." He said, looking up at the sign.

"The Drunken Dragon... So this is what I needed to get dressed up for?"

"Yep!" Wes laughed. He pushed on one of the doors, which opened with ease. A mare behind the counter saw them and a salesman smile quickly spread across her face.

"Just the two of you?" She asked.

"Actually, I think that our party is already here." He said to her as he looked over at the table and saw the scarlet red fur and hot pink mane of Sugar. "Yeah, they're sitting over there."

"Okay! You two can go join them."

Nate followed Wes down the hallway, he saw Sugar Blossom, but her friend was covered by a wall. She was clearly talking to her, though. He took the time to look at the scenery. The walls had tile and wallpaper on it. Dragons spread across it, as well as ponies in shining armor. He was caught off guard for a second, shattering his thoughts.

Sitting on the other side of Sugar, was a pony with a straight sapphire mane that ended in curls, big beautiful emerald eyes, and light yellow fur.

She was... beautiful.

His eyes widened immensely. Wes sat next to Sugar, of course, so there was only the option of sitting next to... Milky? That was her name, right? He sat down and scooted his chair in.

"Hi." She said, clearly taking in interest in Nate since he was still a stranger to her.

"Hi." Nate responded, shakily. It gave Nate the perfect opportunity to stare into the green oceans of her eyes. It was the perfect shade of green. They were huge too, adorable.

No.... Ff-Fuck me... I can't be thinking like that. I can't think this girl- mare is... Beautiful.... It's not right.

Nate felt his forehead getting sweaty, so he rubbed his palm across it, but he was just imagining it. He put his head down to face the table, and in the corner of his eye, he saw his friend exchanging a kiss on the tip of his marefriend's muzzle. They already had their drinks

Once the waiter came by, he asked both of the humans for their drinks. First Nate asked for a water, saying the first thing that came to mind after the waiter surprised him. Wes ordered the same.

"So, where are you from?" Sugar asked. It took a few quick seconds for Nate to realized that the question was directed towards him. She had an accent which was remarkably similar to an Earth British accent.

"Oh, Earth." He said.

"You don't say?" Sugar said with a smile, Milky looked as if she was about to say something too, but was cut off by her. T hey chuckled, as well as Nate. Her personality made him calm down a bit, and forget about Milky. "What part of Earth are you from?"

"I'm from the East Coast of the United States. I grew up with Wes."

"Ah-Ohhh, I should've remembered that." She said, putting her hoof to her forehead as the waiter hovered the drinks over to them.

"Have you decided yet?" He asked. Nate realized he hadn't peeked at the menu. The waiter, of course, had to look at him first.

"Skip me." He said, as he scanned the menu as fast as he could. They all made their rounds, and eventually, Nate had to pick the first thing that looked appealing to him; a sandwich with imported meat. "I'll just have the Lil' Earther's sandwich." He went away again, with all of the notes scribbled down on his pad.

Sugar began to talk to Wes while the other two sat in silence. Milky brushed her mane back in boredom, then rested her head on her hoof.

It was all very awkward, especially since Nate was naturally shy. Like Milky, he rested his chin on his palm and looked down towards the ground. He couldn't help but look at Milky without her noticing. Jesus Christ... I can't be thinking this way... But she's just so...

Lumps? What the f... He was at a complete loss for words. Two globes settled on Milky's hind legs, just above her crotch. It appeared to be just a big plump poking out of her dress, which matched the color of her eyes.

Is she pregnant? Nate wondered. Yes, that had to be the reason. But then why the hell were there two of them?! He looked up, but Wes and Sugar were still talking softly to each other, probably flirting. Suddenly, a mix of anger and sadness shot up him. Jealousy.

"So your name is Nathan?" She asked in her heavenly voice. Her accent was even stronger than Sugars'. In fact, hers was soft compared to Milky's. Nate faced her, his head still resting on his hand.

"Oh, yeah. And yours is Milky?" He asked.

"Milky Way, yeah." She smiled.

"Cute..." Nate accidentally slipped out. He wanted to stab himself in the face, but suddenly something in his brain snapped and told him to play it off as a friendly joke, so he smiled.

It worked. She giggled. Relief.

Relief? I thought I already made it clear that I had nobody to impress here.

It was still better than not talking at all, so he tried to continue to conversation. "So I hear you like to bake?"

"B-Baking? Sure, I bake on occasion, why do you ask?"

"Oh, well Wes had a carton of your milk which he gave me today, I assumed you did other things."

"Sometimes, I guess..." She said, before clearing her throat. "But usually I just make milk."

"Well I have to say, it's better than any Earth milk I've ever had. You must have some secret." He said, taking a sip from his glass."

Milky raised an eyebrow in a quizzical manner. She opened her mouth to speak, but the waiter came by again floating the dishes to each of them, interrupting her. He then left with a smile.

"Looks great." Nate said.

"Mhmm." Milky said, eyeballing her own plate.

For a while all was silent. Everyone was too busy stuffing their mouth or muzzle with food. Breaking the silence, Milky dropped her fork on her plate and groaned quietly, only Nate heard.

This time he was the one confused. "Are you okay?"

"Yes... Just leave me be." She was holding the two lumps with her forelegs. After another groan, she got out of the chair, Nate had to get out too to make room for her. He watched as she galloped to the bathroom.

"What's happening to her?" Nate asked, with more worry than he intended.

"She needs to milk." Said Sugar. "I better go help her."

"N-No." Wes said. "Nate, you go. This will be a good opportunity for you to get to know her."

"Him? Are you kidd-" She began to protest, but was silenced with a hoof.

"Fine." Nate said, getting up once again and following after her. She needs to milk? Those words finally came together in her head. But now was no time for logic. Eventually he made it to the door with a pink pony colored on the door, the door that he saw Milky go through.

He knocked on the door and asked, "Milky..? Are you alright?"

No response. Again, he knocked and asked without any acknowledgement. Taking a breath, he had to do something. So, he looked around to make sure that nobody was looking at him. ...i have nobody to impress...

He burst open the door. It was a single room with one booth and one sink. But more importantly, Milky was in middle of the room. "N-Nathan? Why did you come?"

He locked the door. "They asked me...." He began to say, but shut his mouth in shock. His blood turned cold when he saw Milky laying down, with two large lumps just above her exposed crotch. He put two and two together and deduced that these were breasts. His theory was confirmed once he saw the nipples. Her nipples were a darker shade of her creamy yellow fur. He paused for a second, but he had to help her, and that definitely outweighed his confusion.

"What's happening?!" He asked.

"It's fine, I just forgot to milk today." She put a hoof to her left nipple, which was swollen on her breast.

"What?"

"Never mind. Look, Nathan... Thanks, but I can do this without you."

"I can't just leave you here." He said, kneeling down by her. ...Don't look at them... "Tell me anyway I can help you."

She was beginning to get confused as well. "Why doesn't this bother you?"

He paused once more. "I guess I'm too confused to care."

Surprisingly, she giggled and smiled, "It's cute how ignorant you are."

"Was that a compliment?" He asked with a grin.

She looked down at her mamaries, and the pain shot up her causing her to wince. Nate quickly reacted by putting his hand under her head to support her. "Thanks." She said with another smile. "You know... I guess you could help me, if it's not too awkward for you."

"How?"

"Here." She said, putting a hoof to his palm, and guiding it slowly over to her nipple.

The shock came back. "A-Are you sure?"

"Yes... Now stroke it." She put his hand directly about her left breast.

"Okay, you asked me to." He put her nipple between his thumb and index finger. Her head still lay softly in his arm, and he watched as she sighed at the contact. Gently, he stroked it up and down. After a few seconds, he noticed she was moaning a bit louder and more frequently. It almost looked as if she was in pain. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, it's okay... Please don't stop now."

He wouldn't disappoint this mare, so he obliged. A few more strokes and Milky softly let out, "Oh Celestia..." Just before the final stroke that made her spout out a creamy liquid, covering his fingers. He studied it for a few minutes. "Don't stop! Please!" He began to smile because of how adorable she was when she was desperate.

"Okay." He ripped off a piece of the paper towel roll that sat on the counter and cleaned up the milk with it. He put his fingers back to it, this time adding his middle finger. Starting off slow like last time, but he got faster and faster with each stroke. This time, the fluids came earlier. More milk shot up out of her nipple, followed by another moan. This time he didn't stop stroking, so eventually every time he pulled up on it, milk spewed out of it in rhythm with her moaning.

She was in heaven, the bar was already set. So he needed to increase the pleasure. He grasped onto her other nipple and continued doing the same thing with it. Such a mess. Milk was getting everywhere, already soaking her fur, as well as Nate's sleeves. "We're making such a mess..." He said.

"Don't... Ah-Worry a-about it-t... We'll clean up... after."

But he had a better idea. "Milky, I have an idea, but I need your permission. She didn't answer, she just continued in her state of ecstasy. But she nodded her head up and down, slowly. That was enough for Nate.

He couldn't take her eyes off of her breasts, they were so beautiful. He couldn't resist. He sprang his mouth towards one of her nipples and began to suckle on it. It tasted sweet. Even sweeter than it did this morning.

"Oh Nathan! You naughty boy!" She cried.

He took his lips off of the nipple, "Quiet... Don't want any unwanted company."

"Y-You locked the door, didn't you?"

"Yes, just relax." He said, putting his mouth back onto it and beginning to suckle again. It was a lot more efficient than simply milking her like a cow. A minute passed and she was only beginning to empty out. It was amazing how much was in there, maybe it was magic just like everything else.

Not being unfair to the other nipple, he continued to stroke it while he sucked on her other teat. He switched over after the other ran dry. The creaminess swayed with his taste buds, and he definitely held true to his opinion that it was better than any Earth milk he'd ever had. After a few more seconds, she was empty, but he didn't realize it until Milky tapped him on the shoulder. "I'm dry, Nathan." She said, giggling like she had before.

He smiled back at her. Once he started, he didn't want to stop. Just like her milk, the taste of her was amazing. He pulled her up to her hooves, and her breasts jiggled when she got up. He had his hand firmly planted on her rump. "Here's your dress. Now, I have to go back to the table."

She smiled again. Caching him off guard, she got up on two legs and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you..." She said.

He combed his hand through her mane. "I enjoyed it." He responded, moving his hand down to her chin. "I'll see you in a few minutes." He opened the door and made sure it was closed behind him. He heard a click reassuring him that he locked it.

He looked up and saw a line of three mares staring him dead in the eye.

"Wrong room." He said.

"I got something for you." Wes said. He reached for his pants pocket and pulled out a soft black box. He opened it up with his hand since she didn't have hands. He pulled up a silver chained necklace and put it over her neck. With her hooves, she brought it up so she could see it. It was a small rose made from an amethyst. "I love it." She purred while wrapping her forelegs around him and pulling him in for a kiss.

They broke away just in time. Nate walked up to the table and sat back down.

"Is Milky okay?" Sugar asked.

"She's fine." He reassured.

"Mhmm." Wes mumbled. You left for a long-ass time... He thought. But he wasn't complaining. He needed the time to give Sugar his gift.

Nate gobbled down the last of his sandwich just before Milky returned. She glimpsed at Nate with a smile, but didn't want to give anything away, so hid it as well as possible. He got up to let her back it. By pure reaction, he put his hand on her back as she made her way to her seat. She was wearing her dress again, which was good and bad. Good because he could pay attention to her beautiful face. Bad because of obvious reasons. He sat down once she did.

They talked as Milky finished up her salad. Mainly the convesation consisted of the two of them talking to eachother like they did before, but every now and then, Sugar would ask something out of curiosity. A lot of her questions were stupid, mainly intended just to make him not feel left out.

Once Milky finished, the pony dropped off the check, which Wes and Sugar fought of paying for it. Nate always thought that that kind of thing was annoying and stupid.

"Alright, you guys ready?" Wes said.

"You guys go, I'll catch up with you." Said Milky. The other three of them got up, but Milky tugged on Nate's pants under the table so they couldn't stay.

"I'll be right out, too." Nate said and then waited until they were gone. "Yeah?"

"Do you want to hook up some time this week?" She said in all seriousness."

...This is a fucking abomination... "That sounds great." Nate said, before kissing her on the nose. It was as if there was a civil war going on in his brain. "Can you tell me where you live? I mean... So I can talk to you about it later? We don't have a lot of time her."

"Have you got a map?" She asked.

"Right here," He reached into his pocket and slapped it on the table.

She thought for a second. "Right here." She pointed to a small cottage directly on the edge of the town. "I don't think you'll have any problem remembering that, will you?" She said smiling, and putting a hoof on his shoulder and then hugged him briefly.

"We have to go." Nate said.

They met up with Wes and Sugar. "Hey." They both said.

"Hi." Milky said back.

A wave of silence blew across them. Wes kneeled down to Sugar and hugged her. "Bye."

"Bye," She said, looking deep into his eyes.

While they were busy, Nate told Milky goodbye as well, and that he'd being seeing her very soon. "Bye Milky," Wes said.

"Bye!" She echoed.

"See ya Nate." Sugar said.

"Bye."

Nate and Wes walked away from Milky and Sugar who went in the opposite direction. "What did you think of her?" Wes asked.

"Who?"

"Either of them."

"They're both great. Milky is really cool." Nate said. Wes smiled and looked towards the ground. The sun was setting over the mountains and the palace. I can't continue with this. It's not right. But Milky... She's just so beautiful. If these are my urges, then they must be right. He took a sigh, looking back to see if he could catch a glimpse of her, but she disappeared. I hope I don't over think tonight.

Author's Note

<3 anybody who got that Penumbra reference.